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[nottome]

He was the one that said they needed to talk anyway. He had a few things on his mind. But. He wasn't sure what bringing them up might do. What the point was. Still, they did need to talk, as it had been too long since they had had any kind of meaningful conversation. The familiar number of Rachel's cell was dialed

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[rattle_thecages]

Rachel was tired. This wasn't news, but she was more tired than usual. Will leaving Gotham impacted her more than she would have liked to. Not only did she have his caseload on top of hers, chasing after Mayor Garcia was also a stressful task.

At his greeting the smiled. She missed Billy horribly. Then she sighed the way only Rachel Dawes can, exasperation laced with fondness. "Every time I hear the word Vegas I immediately think of all the trouble you can possibly get into."

[nottome]

"But you know you'd love to get into that much trouble~ You never get into trouble. You should change that. Trouble is not nearly as bad as you think it is."

[rattle_thecages]

"I get into trouble all the time. It seems to find me. It's just not the kind anyone look for." She cradled the phone in between her neck and shoulder, smiling. "What's up?"

[nottome]

"Oh, you know. The usual. Busy as ever, still crazy." He knew he probably shouldn't use the word 'crazy' around Rachel. But oh well, he'd suffer the consequences. "I just, y'know. Thought I should call. We used to talk all the time, and now we don't anymore, ever since the fighting...thing. Yeah. That. I still haven't, uh. Talked to anyone. And I know I should, and I mean, I've looked into it, and unless I somehow get rich enough to hire a personal therapist or something, I just have to wait around and take what I can get, and I'm...rambling. Again. Uh, so, what are you doing?"